Evening Picturesque
As the day closes
the sun slips behind the horizon
filling the sky with a crimson glow,
silhouetting the mountains to purple
and tranquillity falls quietly over everything.
As the clouds of night race across the sky
and darkness brings peace once again.
7 December 2009
poem by David Harris
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